All Chapters of Supreme Emperor of Swords: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1-A Second Life Beside the Sword-cleansing Pond

"What the... So, have I really traveled through time and possessed the body of someone with the same name and look?" For more than two hours, Ding Hao just sat by the Sword-cleansing Fountain, looking down upon the weary and rusty black sword in his hand and his handsome reflection in the water. After all, he is still unbelievable.He remembered clearly that last night, he was having farewell dinner with his buddies, picturing their lives on campus and wishing each other good luck. They had been excited and drunk. However, when he opened his eyes and regained his conciseness, he found himself in this completely strange world. Being dazed for a long while, Ding Hao had to face the truth and persuaded himself to accept the fact that he had traveled through time. For some unknown reason, apart from the nostalgia for his previous life, he bore a feeling of thrill beyond description, as if he had had a second chance at life. Keeping his poise that eve

Chapter 2-A Brand New World

But soon, Ding Hao made his sword vibrate again and practiced the basic self-defense swordsmanship set. The sword released dazzling light again aggressively. It was proven that he was not imaging things just now. This time, Ding Hao performed the style of Light-splitting, Ice-cutting, Cloud-stirring, and Wind-chasing more fluently. The styles were as fluid as quicksilver in motion. Moreover, he even doubled the force of the swordsmanship. The blade swooshed through the air, accompanied by uninterrupted red lights. Now he was 100 percent sure that he had not only mastered the four styles but also comprehended the four styles completely. "That's strange. Have I turned a genius through time travel?" That seemed to be the only plausible explanation. Maybe the combination of two souls from different lives really made a peerless gifted genius. The idea gave Ding Hao more confidence to face the sect entrance test of Swordsma

Chapter 3-About Memories

Ding Hao clenched his fists and felt emotional. He swore to himself that one day he would obtain unprecedented magic skills and peerless kung fu; he would beat other swordsmen with his own sword and top them all. Of course, he was just a humble sweeping boy servant for now. No one noticed him. Leaving the announcement area, Ding Hao soon reached the hill behind the sect via a meandering trail. Compared to the magnificent front hill like a fairyland, the hill behind the sect was a dirty and disordered slum. Rough trails were lined with thorny underbrush and covered in jagged rocks like those of places where monsters lived. Masses of household waste from Swordsmanship-seeking Sect were dumped daily to the land covered in rocks on the other side or off the cliff. Waste accumulated over numerous years rotted and fermented in sunshine and rain, breeding bugs, flies, and foul air. The air stank of dead fish. It was like walking in he

Chapter 4-The Domineering Ding Hao

Because of the combined memories, Ding Hao smoothly adapted to this body and everything about it. "Rest assured, I will help you... No, I will help us get our younger sister back." Ding Hao clenched his fist and made an oath in his heart. After saying so, the sadness and memories of his sister dispersed lowly, along with the last stroke of the sense of this body's previous owner. From now on, there was only one Ding Hao who time-traveled to this world. Ding Hao made a quick dinner and filled his stomach before making his plans. He had to be stronger to find his sister, Ding Ke'er. In this world, it was hopeless to be a rogue cultivator. One had to join the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect to practice magic skills and martial arts systematically with the assist of the sect's valuable resource and experience. He had to pass the test first to join the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, and the top priority now was to make the physical stren

Chapter 5-The Great Abyss

Ding Hao sounded as if he just escaped from the deepest place in hell because his voice sent chills down Zhao Xingcheng's spine, leaving him to tremble in silence. Zhao Xingcheng's young entourage stopped cheering. The seemingly tough guys all froze on the spot like panicking ducks being wrung in the neck.Then, Ding Hao sneered and retracted his sword. Subsequently, he turned around and strode toward the cliff where Swordsmanship-seeking Sect dumped their waste every day. Zhao Xingcheng and his entourage were so surprised that they froze on the spot, only when Ding Hao ran into the pale moonlight in the distance did they come around. In a state of shock, they slowly regained conciseness and then saw fear in each other's eyes. All of them remembered the conflict like a nightmare. "Hell, that little bastard..." Zhao Xingcheng gasped and glared. What had happened? When did the stupid and obedient Ding Hao turn vicious an

Chapter 6-Good Fortune! The Mysterious Cave

"Ah, that hurts, I'm dying of pain... Eh? Could it be... I, I'm still alive? This... where is this place?" Ding Hao did not know how much time had passed. An indescribable pain that felt as if he was being burned by hot flames and bitten by tens and thousands of ants brought Ding Hao slightly back into consciousness. He wanted to move instinctively, but his body felt as stiff as cast iron and he could not move at all. He subconsciously opened his eyes slowly. All he could see was a patch of milky white light. He could not see anything else. He seemed to be enveloped in a soft liquid. This feeling was like when he was enveloped by amniotic fluid in his mother's womb as a baby. However, he felt waves of immense pain radiating from all parts of his body. Ding Hao floated in and out of consciousness and felt slightly disorientated. His eyelids felt as if they had been sewn together. He had to put in an immense effort to even crack open

Chapter 7-I Picked the Herbs

Remembering the martial arts novels he had read in his previous life, he found that as long as the hero fell under a cliff, he would meet something or someone extraordinary. Ding Hao always thought himself lucky, and today's scenario really resembled what he read. Therefore, he probably might find some weapons or secret swordsmanship books here. However, there was nothing but a set of stone table and chairs. He almost wanted to turn the entire place inside out to find the treasures he expected. "I guess one has to be practical all the time. Too much greed is bad for you. I should feel lucky that I didn't get killed. And, the faint black liquid in the dent saved my life! It might be something. Only it's a shame that I can't take them." Ding Hao heaved a sigh and stopped searching. There was no water or food in the cave. It was time to go home. He walked through the tunnel and reached the entrance of the cave. It was a bottoml

Chapter 8-Song Jiannan

Ding Hao pushed open the door and slowly walked in. At that time— Swoosh! Swoosh! Two shadows in the dark emerged without any warning behind the wooden door from both sides with forceful winds. They came fiercely and directly at the back of Ding Hao's head. They were two long black sticks. On the other ends of the long sticks were two sneering youths. They were Zhao Xingcheng's entourage last night. The black long sticks were hard like iron rods. They were wielding them against the back of Ding Hao's head with the force that could kill him. At that crucial moment, Ding Hao saw that by the door of the opposite thatch hut, the confident Zhao Xingcheng was sneering at him maliciously. Then, Ding Hao smiled too. At the next moment, Zhao Xingcheng's sneering turned into doubt, surprise, disbelief... and finally into shock. He saw it with his own eyes that the ambush he carefully set up did not work at all

Chapter 9-What Kind of Monster Was He?

Ding Hao's eyebrows twitched furiously. At that moment, he could not suppress the sense of extreme danger that crept up on him. Was this faint red light the so-called 'Dark Force'? "According to the memories I've absorbed, the human martial artists in in this world are able to control a supernatural force known as the Dark Force, and use this Dark Force to refine their 12 meridians and 108 acupoints… "The faint red light that appeared from his body earlier was probably the manifestation of the dark force. However, Song Jiannan's strength is just average. He probably would not even be able to last a second against a first aperture martial disciple so I've got nothing to be afraid of." Ding Hao thought quickly and soon figured out their individual strengths. "Little scum, today, I shall take your life," Song Jiannan said as his eyes sparked with killing desire. He had arrived like an esteemed emperor, not expect

Chapter 10-Cross Fast Sword

At that moment, a ray of golden morning sun shone through the mountains and the fog, casting Ding Hao in its golden glow. This highlighted the lines of his muscles, his tall body and the sculpted features of his handsome face. He looked like a perfect piece of work sculpted by a master sect master. "Phew..." Ding Hao breathed out a breath of murky air and felt his whole body relax. He had not expected his comprehension ability to be so astounding. He had been able to mimic Song Jiannan's swordsmanship technique just after watching Song Jiannan display it. Not only that, he had managed to grasp this swordsmanship technique's nuance and essence in after just practicing three times. Ding Hao reckoned that although that encounter at the cave cliff stone cave had caused his body to undergo extraordinary changes, Song Jiannan was far too weak and his swordsmanship technique of a lower level, which was why he managed to mimic it so easily. If he

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